Thursday, December 3, 2015

Open Valve

All morning I feel as though anyone who looks at me will assume I've been crying for hours.

I have not, but I feel dammed up, swollen with floodwaters.

I go to my studio thinking, Notice where your attention is moment to moment. Just that.

I paint whatever my gut tells me to paint. Notice one thing and another that doesn't work.

I keep moving, adjusting, trying the next thing.

I apply paint. Scribble ink. Add oil pastel.

I wipe off oil pastel. Go in with more paint.

I sit outdoors on the front porch and add ink. Give a few more swipes with pastel.

Feel a shift.

Notice my attention moving to the tape holding my paper in place. Pull it off.

Weep.

Swimming Through Tears
5x7", acrylic, ink, oil pastels on poster paper
abstract
2015
$35

11 comments:

  1. Marjorie, welcome! Thank you so much for enduring the above-and-beyond gymnastics you had to go through to get subscribed and able to comment. I am appreciative and honored.

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  2. Take notice... take care... take heart. :-/

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  3. Sheila, thank you. Thank you and thank you.

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  4. My eyes are weeping with you, dear sister.

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  5. This is beautiful, Dotty. The tears are bittersweet. I lost my mom several years ago, but whenever I see a woman my age with her mom, I am happy and sad. And I usually make a comment about cherishing every moment. I believe you did just that!

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    1. Laurie, thanks for your thoughts. So many feelings I'm feeling, I tell ya—could wear a girl out! Lots of tender spots. Thanks for your support.

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  6. Isn't it wonderful how painting has it role in all of this?

    'Just that'.

    I think that would be a wonderful motto to paint by.

    'Just that'.

    with love, Simone

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    1. Simone, "Just that" is the motto I DO try to paint by, even though I forget sometimes! It pleases me that you took special note of those words because in fact I originally planned to use them for the name of my blog, but it appeared that the name had already been taken. I later figured out that I might have been able to use it after all, but by then I had "Now playing" in place.

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    2. p.s. Yes, wonderful how painting has a role in all of this. I am awed by what painting has brought into my life.

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